MINE
Club Sin #7
Stacey Kennedy
Releasing Oct 27th, 2015
Loveswept
Dmitri and Presley—the scorching-hot
couple who started it all in Claimed—return to save Club Sin in the
exhilarating new short novel from USA Today bestselling author Stacey Kennedy.
Dmitri Pratt is
living out his dream. Not only does he own the ultimate playground for the BDSM
lifestyle, he’s found a special connection with his
deliciously sexy sub, Presley Flynn, the woman who complements him in ways that
go far beyond the bedroom. But when an anonymous blackmailer threatens to
expose the elite, high-profile members of Club Sin in a notorious tabloid,
Dmitri’s perfect world spirals out of control.
Before she met Dmitri, Presley never imagined she would find a Master who could
deliver on all her hottest fantasies. Dmitri’s love and his sensual artistry
surprise her every day, until he suddenly turns distant and cold. For the first
time, Presley wonders where Dmitri’s heart truly lies: with her, or with Club
Sin. As the life they’ve built together begins to crumble, Presley can only
trust that Dmitri has what it takes—to defend what’s his, and win back the
woman he cannot live without.
Mine is intended for mature audiences.
couple who started it all in Claimed—return to save Club Sin in the
exhilarating new short novel from USA Today bestselling author Stacey Kennedy.
Dmitri Pratt is
living out his dream. Not only does he own the ultimate playground for the BDSM
lifestyle, he’s found a special connection with his
deliciously sexy sub, Presley Flynn, the woman who complements him in ways that
go far beyond the bedroom. But when an anonymous blackmailer threatens to
expose the elite, high-profile members of Club Sin in a notorious tabloid,
Dmitri’s perfect world spirals out of control.
Before she met Dmitri, Presley never imagined she would find a Master who could
deliver on all her hottest fantasies. Dmitri’s love and his sensual artistry
surprise her every day, until he suddenly turns distant and cold. For the first
time, Presley wonders where Dmitri’s heart truly lies: with her, or with Club
Sin. As the life they’ve built together begins to crumble, Presley can only
trust that Dmitri has what it takes—to defend what’s his, and win back the
woman he cannot live without.
Mine is intended for mature audiences.
Excerpt
What
happens in Vegas stays in Vegas.
People
who visited Las Vegas were typically on the hunt for a wild weekend getaway.
Others wanted to spend their nights in a casino. For Dmitri Pratt, Vegas was
his home. He enjoyed what Vegas could offer those who visited the city, but he
preferred saying, What happens in Club Sin stays in Club Sin.
His
beloved BDSM club, located in the basement of his mansion, felt more like home
to him than the rest of the house. Nearly six years had passed since he’d
opened the exclusive dungeon, where men mastered women looking to indulge in
their wildest fantasies. Years back, he had hoped his club would be as
successful as it was now. But the fulfillment he felt now was greater than
anything he could’ve anticipated.
Tonight
he studied the club before him, feeling the sense of pride swelling. Club Sin
members sat on the black leather couches situated around the room. They chatted
among themselves or were lost in aftercare with their partners. The St.
Andrew’s crosses, spanking benches, and bondage stations were all in use, with
submissives being taken to a higher level of pleasure. Even the waft of sex,
sweat, and feminine arousal brushing through the air brought Dmitri
satisfaction.
Overwhelmed
by the perfectness of the moment, he shifted his focus onto the woman who’d
changed his life. He’d been an empty man during his twenties, searching for
something he hadn’t known he was missing. Then, in his thirties, he’d met his
submissive, Presley Flynn. Now his life had found an unexpected center.
He’d
always worked toward a goal to make his life better—going to college, working
at the casino, Aces, until he became its president—but he didn’t think his life
could be any better than it was at the moment.
Presley
waited silently, quietly asking her Dom to pay attention to her. She stood with
her legs spread wide open by a spreader bar attached to her ankles. The
spanking bench resting in front of her had a vibrating wand taped onto the long
wooden pole, which pressed against her swollen clit. Her hands were laced
behind her head, and her body shook in the anticipation of where he’d take her
next.
Stunning.
She’d
come three times already tonight. He thought she’d climaxed enough without him.
He closed the distance between them, and then he stroked the thin red welts on
her shoulders and bottom. Those markings from his whip were his treat tonight.
He
caressed the red lines, noting that she didn’t move when he touched her. The
only sign she acknowledged his arrival was the hitching of her breath. Pride
straightened his spine, warmth coursing through his veins. “Look at you,
beautiful,” he murmured. “You’ve come so far, haven’t you?”
Head
bowed, she asked, “Come far, sir?”
He
chuckled at the softness in her voice, as her thoughts were likely hazy from
the brutal buzz of the vibrator. “I have not bound you, and even with your
orgasms, you still haven’t moved.” He circled her, regarding her sensually. “I
will say again, look how far you’ve come.”
She
shivered. “Yes, sir.”
Christ, she
was breathtaking. Presley had arrived at Club Sin nearly two years ago, a
newbie to BDSM and completely uneducated in the ways of pleasing her Dom. Now
he knew he could do anything he wanted and she wouldn’t move unless he gave the
order that she could. Before, she would’ve moved while the vibe assaulted her.
Tonight, though, she’d been standing with her hands laced behind her head for a
good hour, all because he had asked her to. She was a well-trained submissive.
“You
please me, doll,” he murmured.
“I’m
pleased that I do, sir.”
He
swiped his finger against a small welt, and she moaned in ecstasy. His smile
felt real and honest as he strode around the spanking bench to look at her
face. Presley took care of herself, eating healthy and exercising five days a
week, giving her a toned body. Her long dirty-blond hair was piled high on her
head, leaving all of her gorgeous skin available to him. Her nose was covered
in freckles, her cheeks were bright red, and her lips parted with her moans. Beautiful. But
her eyes, with the emerald of her irises nearly invisible because her pupils
were so widely dilated, were what captivated him the most. They showed her
sweet soul.
Determined
to take her even higher, he leaned over the spanking bench and turned the
vibrator onto the highest speed. Her breath hitched and her mouth fell open.
Amusement flooded him, as did heat, pooling into his groin. “How is that cunt
now, Presley?”
Her
eyes rolled into the back of her head. “It’s . . .” A rough breath passed
through her lips.
“Hot
and wet?”
She
gasped, her eyes flying open. “Yes, sir.”
“Excellent.”
Pleased by the arousal he saw along her inner thighs, he moved to her side,
watching her eyes follow him. While she was looking at him, she wasn’t really
focusing on anything. Pleasure had blinded her, and he liked her that way.
Tonight
was her reward for standing so still while she was under his whip. She’d gained
control over herself during his mentoring of her, and Presley was now the
submissive he’d longed for. She obeyed without hesitation. Her soul was linked
with his. Dmitri had never before understood the perfection of that. Not truly.
But now that he’d tasted having a submissive so attuned to him, he’d never give
that up.
He
reached her back, seeing a crowd gathering for the show he planned to put on,
and he placed a hand on her shoulder. Only when she inhaled a sharp breath did
he push a little, pressing her further against the vibe.
“Fuck”
wheezed from her mouth.
Dmitri
chuckled.
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Stacey Kennedy is the USA Today bestselling author of the Club Sin
series. She writes deeply emotional romances about powerful men and the wild
women who tame them. When she’s not plugging away at a new story, she’s either
hiking, canoeing, relaxing around a campfire, or obsessing over Penny
Dreadful, Game of Thrones, andOutlander. Stacey lives in southwestern
Ontario with her husband (who puts any of the heroes in her books to shame),
their two young children, and her other babies: a mini labradoodle named Jax
and a chocolate labrador named Murphy.
series. She writes deeply emotional romances about powerful men and the wild
women who tame them. When she’s not plugging away at a new story, she’s either
hiking, canoeing, relaxing around a campfire, or obsessing over Penny
Dreadful, Game of Thrones, andOutlander. Stacey lives in southwestern
Ontario with her husband (who puts any of the heroes in her books to shame),
their two young children, and her other babies: a mini labradoodle named Jax
and a chocolate labrador named Murphy.
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